This weekend, the DreadBrewer and I are depositing the Littlest Brewster with my dad ((poor Grandpa! Little does he know what’s coming…)) and heading off to the Caribbean for a week of relaxing and drinking and reading and drinking and snorkeling and drinking. I am so excited I can hardly stand myself.
I know there are those of you who are convinced that we do little else other than go on vacations, but I promise this is not the case. We were simply lucky enough to snag a week at the Marriott in St. Kitts and it was too good an opportunity to pass up. When my dad said he could watch LB for the week, the chance to go on an adults only vacation was doubly too good to pass up and we were on that like white on rice.
However, if our vacation sans-child from last year is anything to go by, we’ll be missing her terribly within 48 hours and wishing we had brought her with us. But I’m willing to take that risk. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, no?
So expect radio silence from me for at least 10 days. I will be far too busy reading trashy romance novels and consuming vast quantities of rum punch to update the blog. 🙂